Chapter 33: See Dinghaizhu again (I)

"Go!" Fang Chen shouted suddenly. The fiery red gourd hung above his head suddenly burst out with a fiery red light, dyeing half of the sky into fiery red, as if a fire cloud was burning, fiery red and gorgeous. The fiery red light faced the sword. Although the momentum was not as magnificent and imposing as a sharp sword, in the gentleness, like the sea, the surface was calm, but the seabed was surging, and a huge energy was hidden and not released, as if it was not revealed. This magic weapon of unknown origin seemed to have a stronger function than before, and even Fang Chen did not expect it.

"Boom, boom!" A few loud noises, everyone was not ordinary people, but they were also shocked by the sound of repeated explosions, and golden flowers appeared in their eyes. It turned out that the fiery red fire clouds and the Holy Light Sword Qi collided with each other, like a life-and-death enemy. Although the Holy Light Sword Qi broke through the surface, it was not as deep as the burning clouds. The power was like a sponge stained with water, continuously transporting huge powers, constantly resisting the attack of the Holy Light Sword Qi. Lights scattered and scattered, and huge forces collided with each other. The air around the shock became tense. The ripples that could be seen with the naked eye rushed towards both sides. A squeaking sound came from the stone pillars in front of the museum, and a stream of stone powder slowly fell from the stone pillars. It was shaken by the sound waves, floating around, like sand.

"Look at the fight!" Fang Chen ignored it. When he saw the fire red gourd fighting against the Holy Light sword energy, the iron rod in his hand turned into golden light, and pointed at the spear that was stabbing.

With the sound of gold and iron clashing, Fang Chen's arms trembled and his face flushed. After all, he was not a cultivator who was good at power. Unlike Lancelot, he was the number one warrior under King Arthur and had the advantage of war horses. Although Fang Chen used a strategy to weaken the inertia of the collision of war horses, the knight was a knight, and his strength and speed were far stronger than infantry. If Fang Chen had not surpassed Lancelot in his skills, he would have suffered a great loss long ago.

"Bang!" A sound of a loud noise in the air, a devastating force enveloped the entire square, but it was the result of the fiery red gourd and the Holy Light Sword Qi. Fang Chen showed a smile on his lips. He was connected with the fiery red gourd's spiritual consciousness. This fiery red gourd that guided him to another path of life, brought him mysterious cultivation methods, brought him endless questions, and the fiery red gourd that also brought him endless benefits was sacrificed early. Although due to his own Taoist practice and magic power, he could not use its maximum function, it did not hinder Fang Chen's love for it. This time, in the moment of crisis, it brought him surprise.

In the air, a fiery red gourd several feet tall stood in the air, rotating drippingly, emitting a fiery red light, illuminating the entire square, and a hint of haze in the vast fog. The holy sword energy that was originally hit from the air was destroyed at this time, and the remaining slight holy aura also melted into the thick fog, becoming the best prop to set off the winner.

Gao Wen and Kai had a gray face, and Gao Wen was even more injured, his face was even more pale. With a trace of golden blood on the corner of his mouth, there was no way to be the demeanor of the British Empire's Paladin Protective Knight.

"See my method." Fang Chen saw that the fire red gourd was performing at a high level, and the other party had already suffered serious injuries. He didn't take advantage of the fire to rob the water dog. His spiritual sense moved and directed the demon-suppressing tower to smash the two of them. However, the fire red gourd flew above his head, and a fiery red light protected his body. The iron rod in his hand flashed with colorful light, and it flew in the air, like a dragon, or a cold star, sometimes left and right, a golden dragon swung his tail, and a poisonous snake spitted its core, causing waves in the air, and an iron rod was playing, like countless iron rods. The red clouds under his feet moved, surrounding Lancelot and then smashed it.

It was a pleasure to hit the horse or the shield. The anger flashed in Lancelot's eyes, and he wished he could burn Fang Chen to ashes. It was said that the Easterners were cunning, but they had never seen such a cunning person. They just fought, but did not fight him head-on. Lancelot rode on the white horse. Although it was very powerful, it was a pity that it was not as simple and convenient as Fang Chen. Either they were hit by the horse's buttocks, or hit the horse's head, or hit him from time to time. If he hadn't had a shield, he would have been hit all over. However, the war horse under his crotch was not so lucky. Although it was given by the god of war, it was not as simple as an ordinary mortal horse, but no matter what, it was still alive and could not withstand the other party's few strokes.

"Haha, Dinghai Pearl!" Fang Chen suddenly burst into laughter. While Lancelot was surprised, four milky white beads suddenly flew out of the fiery red gourd, flashing with colorful light, emitting a dazzling light in the air, illuminating the entire fog.

Lancelot felt his eyes lit up, and he could not see the opposite side's truth. He was shocked and quickly sacrificed the shield in his hand and shouted: "The great God of War is above, please give you humble slave power! Absolute defense." I saw patterns flowing on the shield, a milky white light column fell from the air and hit the shield. Countless rays of light shot out from the shield, forming a huge hexagonal star. The light flowed, and a mysterious and holy aura rushed out of the air, blocking Lancelot in the middle.

"Haha, what an idiot." Fang Chen snorted coldly. The four Dinghai Beads in the air turned into a stream of lightning, and went down from mid-air, hitting the injured Gao Wen and Kai like lightning. Although the two were one of the twelve round table knights, they were seriously injured. What's more, the innate spiritual treasure Dinghai Beads from ancient times were so easy to resist. The flashing colorful lights, the saints, were all confused by them, and they could not defend themselves. They were all hit in the chest and died. The demon-suppressing tower in the air seemed to have seen a fishy cat. With a golden light, they immediately took two corpses in, and they didn't know that they fell into the belly of the military soul.

Seeing this, Fang Chen took Dinghaizhu, and with a move with his right hand, he immediately returned the demon-suppressing tower and stood majestic in the clouds, like a god of war.

"You, the demon from the East, God will not forgive you." Lancelot did not expect that the other party was so cunning. The colorful light emitted was not for dealing with him, but for taking advantage of his own defense to deal with his two comrades. The hateful Oriental, the cunning Oriental, Lancelot's eyes were red and he stared at Fang Chen like a wolf.

"Great God of War! Your humble servant begs you, please give you the power of a humble servant! The God of War possessed!" Lancelot shouted to the sky, his voice pious and crazy.
Chapter completed!